Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Unattainable Woman.

As I sat here in a hopeless state of mind, discouraged about how I could ever paint the perfect painting. I was so insecure about my abilities; I never had something to truly inspire me to paint something amazing. And then it came to mind, her, she’s the one to make this painting complete.

I met het last winter, her exquisite beauty swept me away. Whenever I’m walking down the long lonely road near my place and come to the street light where I first set eyes on the beauty that was her, I can still see her long black hair swaying in the icy cool wind as is shines from the light.

So I went searching for the photo I took of her that day last winter and then I picked up my paint brush and began to paint. I started with a silhouette of her pale white face, and then I moved to the outline of her emerald green eyes. But I was stuck, I could see her smile in my mind, but I couldn't bring myself to paint it - there was something missing. Then my mind began to wander back to the first time I ever saw. That gorgeous smile of hers, and all of a sudden my hand began to glide across the canvas.

3 comments:

  1. "And then is came to my"
    Read over carefully next time :)
    try and find a variation for 'she'

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  2. Not bad.
    I saw the pic you had to write about, and I know this story is from a guy's perspective. Very hard to write if you're a girl haha; you did a good job.

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